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An Extract Piece of the Story, "Q and A"
By the time my ear caught the sound of Bach's Das Wohltemperierte Klavier 1, I was fully awake.
The sound stopped. I pulled my body up, and moved my legs, and stepped on the floor.
As I walked across the room to the kitchen, I kicked the paper book of "Norwegian Woods".
The kitchen already prepared a piece of toasted budget, the exact 10g of butter and breakfast supplemental cube.
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